Warhammer 40k: Shattered Steel Soul

Chapter 178 Index Astartes_World Eaters (Part 1)

From 819.M30 onwards, the actions of the gladiator army led by the Primarch Angron on the ground formed an almost competitive contrast with the actions of the two legions of the Iron Warriors and the Imperial Fists in the galaxy.

In Nuceria, it took no more than two months for the followers led by Angron to expand from a guerrilla squad of dozens of people to a qualified army of nearly 2,000 people.

His bloody reputation among slave masters grew day by day, and the iconic flag was carried throughout the planet in the last distress communications of the defeated. Under Angron's guidance, the untrained army became increasingly deadly, and a rumor about the blue-and-white power warriors surrounding Angron gradually became a hot topic in the city-states that had not yet been liberated.

As the irrational oppression of the high-ranking riders increased, the resistance of the civilians also began to increase accordingly. When the cold winds in the mountains no longer blow through the red sand in winter and the sparse river ice thaws, the members who join the Angron army are no longer limited to simple gladiators. More people who are dissatisfied with the high-level riders have become the army. As a member of the rear, the second expansion of the medical center on the back side of Fedanmore Mountain also accommodates more injured people who need treatment.

It is worth mentioning that the construction of purely ceremonial buildings that Primarch Angron asked the high-ranking riders he defeated to use the most primitive engineering construction methods did not go smoothly. This may be due to the local nobles' excessive unfamiliarity with basic physical labor. Related, but there is also a saying that gladiators who have been oppressed and tortured will return part of their pain to the old slave owners through deliberate harsh treatment, deductions and strict details. This is the unquenchable rage and unquenchable revenge of the Nucerian gladiators.

By the end of the spring, the cities still opposing Angron had become an absolute minority, and were forced to fight independently in the Primarch's far-sighted strategy of division and siege, unable to achieve an effective joint resistance. Relying on the limited military resource assistance of the Human Empire and the personnel composition with Nucerians as the absolute majority, the Primarch conquered the entire Nuceria at a very low cost and with extremely high efficiency.

When summer came, his troops spontaneously presented him with a huge banner as a robe, and honored Angron as Lord of Nuceria. This tall warrior, known for his broad-mindedness, made a rare and clear rejection of his beloved's request, and after some compromising discussions, he accepted the title Lord of the Red Sand.

Behind the lines, parallel to the conquest and liberation on the ground, was the selection of new recruits for the World Eaters Legion and the expedition beyond Nuceria. During Angron's busy and hands-on visits one by one, young people of the right age and with no worries were selected to participate in the selection and transformation of the Astartes, and were taught by the legion's original veterans and instructors, both physically and mentally. At the same time, he is closer to the glory of the Emperor of Mankind and the Primarch.

During this exciting period, except for the Astartes warriors who stayed on the surface to teach the new recruits and maintain contact between the Legion and the Primarch, the vast majority of the World Eaters followed the Primarch's orders and left reluctantly. On the ground, they alternately fight as independent legions in coordination with the Iron Warriors and Imperial Fists. This is not only Angron's emphasis on the independent form of his home planet, but also the Lord of Red Sand's gratitude to his two brothers who initially gave him crucial help.

In several of the great conquest wars of the Great Crusade, the World Eaters showed a considerable degree of compatibility with both the Imperial Fists and the Iron Warriors.

There is no doubt that Nuceria's native culture also had a subtle influence on the World Eaters legion once known as the War Hounds. The Legion's sense of honor in war grew with the times, as did its preference for serving as the vanguard and its fondness for close combat.

This legion, which prefers close combat, cooperates well with the long-range fire support of the Iron Warriors, and also achieves a brilliant level of cooperation with the Imperial Fists' hard-hitting operations commanded by Rogal Dorn.

During Rogal Dorn's series of conquests against the star systems that the Empire temporarily designated as RA, some worlds showed a rational welcome to the arrival of the Emperor's expeditionary army and couldn't wait to return to the dream of human unity; others were ignorant and closed. The world is stubbornly inclined to fight until there is no more blood to shed.

These worlds that have inherited humanity's top technology since the Dark Age of Technology are not easy to conquer, but the Imperial Fists and the World Eaters still achieved the glory of quelling the rebellion through outstanding cooperation.

Rogal Dorn's silent justice and pragmatism were first demonstrated in the Imperial Fists' collaboration with the World Eaters. This Primarch from the Seventh Legion treated his brother legions and his own descendants with an equal attitude, only allocating tasks according to the rationality of tactics and strategies and the ability levels of different warriors, striving to achieve the relative maximum of efficiency.

Although Dorn's resolutions and the World Eaters' commanders did not agree on everything, these minor initial frictions had no impact on the overall progress of the Great Crusade.

Combining the bombardment from orbit and the fearless attacks of the brave and fearless warriors, they tore down fortresses one after another, and tried their best but stubbornly to preserve the lives of the soldiers inside the fortresses, trying their best to prevent the battlefield from becoming irrational. The remains of the slaughterhouse, using noble actions to defend the purity and legitimacy of the Emperor's vision.

In addition, within the World Eaters Legion, a new gladiatorial pit culture gradually formed. After Angron found out about this, under the strong persuasion of several company commanders and pharmacists, he agreed to retain the gladiatorial trend in the legion, but seriously requested that it be used only as a platform for exchange of friendship and skills, and that it should not be irreversible. Physical injuries, not to mention death: internal fighting leading to death is an inviolable prohibition.

Perturabo had a separate private conversation with Angron for this purpose. Judging from the state of the two original bodies after they came out of the room, the demigods did not reach an agreement in the conversation.

Angron was briefly described as "attempting to exert greater control over the Legion", but this short-lived change of style came to an end a few days later, and the Lord of the Red Sands granted his companions an ever-increasing amount of autonomy. Of course, as a minor episode in the Great Crusade, this conversation undoubtedly did not affect the close relationship between the two sons of the Emperor.

The World Eaters' fighting pits also spread to another legion in the legion exchanges that symbolized mutual trust between Space Marines, and actually also contained the seeds of the fighting feast culture.

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"I am Sigismund," said Sigismund, looking ahead.

The sandy field surrounded by high metal walls has just been cleared. After each battle, while the apothecaries treat the inevitable injuries of the Space Marines, the blood-stained sand will be shoveled away, emphasizing that this platform is for craftsmanship and friendship. Rather than the original intention of bloody massacre. In Sigismund's opinion, this is actually similar to the performance duel arena on the primarch's home planet of Invet.

"I am Karn, Captain of the Eighth Assault Company of the World Eaters. Rogal Dorn's only Templar, I salute you." Karn stood at the edge of the fighting pit and extended his hand to Sigismund. His right hand.

The iron chain wrapped around his arm armor to secure the battle ax made a sound, ensuring that even if he fought to the point of losing strength, the weapon in his hand would still not fall off. It was a healthy marriage of Nucerian culture and the Legion's eagerness to be a part of his father's life.

Sigismund read only calm on the face of the warrior in blue and white armor.

"Why are you here?" Kahn asked.

"I have questions," said Sigismund, "and I will seek answers here."